Orchid

I  was kidnapped,

from a warm earth

to a damp, metal,

shelf.

I sat there,

Trying to catch 

the attention

of any men who passed by.

I wasn't very pretty.

I was fragile.

And all I wanted

Was love.

One day,

He held me,

and promised

to take me away

to a loving home.

He gave me away

to a charming girl.

She put me

In her sunny window

and treated me

like her daughter.

One day,

I heard her scream and cry.

She threw things 

against the wall.

I knew I wasn't safe

but I was trapped

in my prison

of the mahogany pot.

I woke up the next morning

sideways,

thrown away,

in a pile of trash.

Then I realized.

Love isn't eternal,

We are discarded,

So easily.